| Candy came back to amazing acclaim
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| Saying: 'If this is love give me more of the same'
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| The people were waiting in crowds for the sight
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| Of her face in the car driving into the night
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| And she says: 'They gotta have someone'
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| 'I might as well let it be me'
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| 'For all my life was a dream'
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| In the shops and the factories they talk about you
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| And the girls in the street wear their hair like you do
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| Hordes of reporters are always at hand
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| And the cameras are ready whenever you land
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| But she says: 'It couldn’t be better'
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| 'I don’t let it get in my way'
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| 'All my life was a dream'
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| I’m not sentimental for the ticker tape life
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| I could lose it all in just the card of the night
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| So don’t you worry about the things that I do
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| There are times I need to get away from you
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| But every time I try to close my door
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| I seem to fascinate you more and more and more
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| Candy came back to amazing acclaim
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| Through the hot summer night they were calling her name
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| They seemed to be drawn by the power of her fame
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| Like a gull to the water, a moth to the flame
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| But she says: 'Oh, it’s not what I did'
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| 'And they saw what they wanted to see'
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| 'For all my life was a dream' |